A fun day, till something died up my ass

SO I had the best time at the crop this last Saturday. My mom and I went to this cute little, impossible to find, scrapbook store. A.maz.ing. The room color, the decorations (can you say Pottery Barn Kids?) the fully stocked kitchen all for us to use! And even better we were the only ones booked for that day!

So mom and I, head out early, I am a cropper from start of time to end, and then some. The crop started at 9 am and was scheduled till midnight. We stopped at Starbucks right around the corner, for a yummy breakfast and my free Mocha Peppermint Twist (Red) promo they have going on.

We cropped and shopped all morning, then off to TGI Friday for a great lunch. When we returned to the crop, our one girlfriend, Patti was there. The crop room manager showed up, and the party was getting funner! (yes that is a word I use often, way better then "more fun") Piper showed up later then she wanted, and Aerial came by too.

We all worked on projects, ate pizzas, drank wine (free, yes free when you crop!!) Then with little or no begging they let us all go into the warehouse where they store everything. Oh I forgot to mention, that this place is an online store, and the crop room was just opened to the public in October of 2008. So this warehouse is huge, all stocked with all the newest and trendiest scrapbooking supplies! Oh the ooohs, and aaahhhs, from everyone! It was great!!

This store ships as far as Australia! But we have it right here! (well about an hour away) but still! The prices are great, and they are possibly still running a sale on some Cricut cartridges for only $29.99!!!!

Anywho, so we all had a great time, Aerial left first, then Pipe and my mom left. Patti and I stayed till about 12:30, right as I was getting ready to take out my last load of stuff, I farted. Not the whole noisy fart. But the worst ones of all for me. The SBD. Now I have a cold and I can not breathe through my nose, so when I smelt it, I feared for everyones lives, well at least there nose hairs from being singed off.

So I announce that I farted and that I am sorry. If they never want me back again (after much praise on how fun and entertaining we all were) I would completely understand. Well of coarse they said it's no big deal, everyone farts. I then said, you must not smell it yet.

Oh when it hit them... they asked me if I shit myself? Or what died up my ass? (after 15 hours of quality time, you get pretty comfortable with people) I told them it stank. It made the younger girl gag.

I am so sorry to the nice ladies at Custom Crops. You were awesome, and nice, and your store was pretty, I am again sorry for dropping a fart bomb in your expensively decorated crop room. (that was no fart cloud. That was a bomb)

Outside of that our day was awesome. Oh and no I was not mortified, it takes WAY more then that to embarrass me. Maybe shitting myself would do it... be sure to check out Custom Crops and tell them I sent you.